Maxwell was lying naked on his bed with a sexy girl by his side when they heard a knock on the door.
"I have told those assholes not to disturb me." He grumbled and got up from the bed, stretching his muscles. The girl stood up and put a robe around his arm. He kissed her on the cheek and tied the robe around his waist. He opened the door with a frown and realized it was his bodyguard.
"What are ya doing here?" Maxwell asked in a deep voice.
"Sir, I think we have to cancel the party," he said.
"Why?" Maxwell asked, pissed.
"The yacht is under repair and, considering the number of guests you invited, I don’t think the yacht can take that many people," he said.
"The yacht is very large and can accommodate a large number of people. My party is not going to be canceled. Think of somethin
